Moving

For all the Reasons they call me Mom   

For carrying you for forty weeks

For feeding you with my milk

For moving out the way and letting learn to walk

For terrible twos

For tantrum threes

Teaching you to read

First days of school

Hectic summers

For first graduation

For you rolling your eyes

For stopping your feet

For you talking back

 

For bad attitudes

For award ceremonies

or good report cards

For bad report cards

If I had a nickel for every time you lied

For baseball

For tee-ball

For track

For cross-country

I am cook

Maid

Chauffeur

Fix it lady

Organizer

 

Problem solver

Lawyer

Judge

Doctor

Science teacher

Math teacher

Chemist

Laundry lady

Private eye

Food inspector

Eyes behind my back

Peace maker

Bread baker

Nose picker

Fisher

For all these things we do “Mom” I salute you and I Thank my father God for the wisdom to get it all done. So Mother’s Day is My Father’s Day because I give Him all Praise.